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Didier Drogba is not short of options. Relaxing on a bright red sofa in
Galatasaray’s players’ lounge on a bitingly cold day in Istanbul, the
Ivorian has been handed what should be a simple task: distil the curious
magic of José Mourinho into one anecdote, one vignette.

There are countless contenders. All those trophies, all those triumphs, all
the antics and all the capers. The first league title, the second, the FA
Cup, the demolition of Barcelona, the laundry basket, Rui Faria’s woolly
hat. So many moments, so many medals.